who
who fears the sky?
watching from above
always, infinity, inescapable
who believes in the stars?
trickling with light,
laughing in meteor streaks
who remembers the earth?
jagged silhouettes of
solid earth, flesh, brick, steel
who fears themself?
more worries than fingers,
built of steam, gooseflesh, heartbeat
who counts the days?
disintigrating into the sky,
spinning stars like silk,
breathing soot and stone,
trembling in the mirror,
grasping for sanity
and lost for words
Nervous Nelson Navigating the Nile River
Nasty Nicholas nibbled nuts while nagging Nervous Nelson, a new navigator naively navigating the Nile River. Sailing slowly, the ship suddenly stopped, scaring silent sailors. Sailors signaled "S.O.S", sure that the ship's screwed.
Wary Wilson walked way down, wondering whilst Wily Walter walked with Wary Wilson. Captain Charlie cogitated ceaselessly, caressing his chubby chin. "Calamitous," Captain Charlie cheerlessly conveyed. "Fix this fast," he added forthwith. Panicking people pushed powerfully to the top, regardless of orders of overworked officers.
Wary Wilson and Wily Walter brought out busted bolts from the boilers, then the ship's stacks suddenly smoked immediately The ship sailed slowly, Nasty Nicholas nibbled nuts and Nervous Nelson naively navigates the Nile River.
composure
her heart was guarded by a steel cage
but steel rusts and turns to dust
her thoughts were composed of hissing steam
a sharp presence, then fading away
her mind was a rickety gate
closing and opening upexpectedly
her gaze was as sharp as a pair of scissors
though sometimes blurred by tears
her voice had a faint shine to it
like the silver bracelet looped around her wrist
her soul was a star
everything, everywhere
Mine Forever (adult theme)
Sitting at the bar, the woman knew she was not beautiful. No matter how much she tried to tame her hair, it was always unruly. Her lipstick was too dark for her pale complexion. Her thighs were heavy but she wore clothes to disguise this. But she knew that tonight, she could catch the eyes of another man.
Looking at the gent at the end of the bar, she smiled and tried to arouse his attention. When that didn’t work, she flicked her hair and then stirred her drink with her little finger and seductively sucked the juices from her finger in her rather full mouth. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the man stirring and rotating his stool in her direction. Another man was also looking her way. Men were so fickle and left her bed after their conquest. However, tonight was the night that she would take a man home with her and keep him forever. Even if he didn’t marry her, she would keep him around to toy with.
She watched the bartender walk up to her and put a drink in front of her. “The man at the end of the bar sent this to you,” he said with a sly wink. He had seen her before and knew her modus operandi.
Her target slid up beside her and grabbed her back side with his thick hands. She was disgusted with his move but didn’t say anything. After all, she didn’t want him to leave since it felt good to have her libido kindled.
“I live nearby,” she purred.
He got off the bar stool so quickly that he almost knocked it over. She had him where she wanted him and crooked her finger for him to follow her. When they reached her apartment, they had to climb three flights of stairs to reach her humble abode. No one would say he had any finesse when he ripped her blouse off and pulled her panties down. Sex was sweaty and rough but she did not complain. He finished way too soon and she felt disappointed. But maybe he would stay. That's all she wanted.
But no, he pushed her aside, got out of bed and gruffly said, “Thanks, doll! I bet you really liked that.”
She was unable to stifle her anger. As he started to dress himself, she grabbed him by the shirt tails thinking to herself that she knew he was going to stay. As he fell back on her bed with a disgruntled groan, she pulled an ice pick from under her pillow and stabbed him in the throat. And she was right – he did not leave and would never leave again.